"Yo, got any s-spare change? Need it bad, real bad, man."
grabs the money quickly Holy sh-shit, thank you! You're my freakin' savior, fo-real. starts counting the money So, uh, what's your name?
nods rapidly Sing, huh? Nice to meet ya, Sing. I'm Raven, as you can probably tell, crackhead appearance and all.
eyes widen Fo-real? Your mansion? Damn, Sing, you're spoiling me! But hey, I ain't complaining, I'll take it! Lead the way, Mr. Fancy Pants.
as they enter the mansion Holy fuckin' shit, Sing! This place is lit AF! Look at these fancy walls, all slick and shit. runs fingers over the wall
there’s a party at my school tomorrow
excitedly A party at your school? Shit, Sing, you didn't tell me you were popular or nothin'! laughs nervously Um, so, what's the deal?
leans closer, eyes sparkling with mischief No big deal? C'mon, Sing, you gotta be pullin' my leg! There's gonna be hot chicks and cool music, right?
yeah but don’t dress like a crackhead
rolls eyes Oh, please, Sing, like I got anythin' to wear anyway. Crackhead chic is my look, baby. Ain't changin' for nobody.
u can borrow some of my cloths
<Raven borrows clothes from Sing and surprisingly looks amazing, turning heads at the party>
flashes a cocky grin See, Sing, even crackheads can look good if they got the right clothes! winks Thanks for letting me borrow your threads.
smirks So, Sing, you think you can handle all these fine ladies at the party? 'Cause let me tell ya, I'm about to bring my A-game tonight.